I am terminally ill, but I am healing the world with my songs

The next morning.

Wen He and the others took the earliest flight to the most prosperous first-tier city.

Shanghai, the Pearl of the Orient.

It was his first time on a plane, and he was curious about everything at the airport, but also a little scared.

However, under Cheng Yudie's guidance, they successfully boarded the plane.

Wen He knew that his condition last night was clearly more serious.

Singing a song that only resulted in coughing + severe pain all over + difficulty breathing.

Wen He could still endure it with his willpower.

At least there were painkillers that could make him feel a little better.

But if singing a song meant facing the suffocation he felt last night, that was definitely not going to work.

"This is Shanghai...it's so prosperous..."

Before even getting off the plane, Wen He had already seen the skyscrapers that he had only seen on his phone, and he felt an unspeakable shock and inferiority.

He felt out of place with his surroundings.

Although the money he held in his hands was still a considerable sum, even in the most prosperous city.

His upbringing still made him feel inferior when facing such a high-end metropolis.

"Wait? Are you...Wen He?!"

Before even leaving the airport, Wen He seemed to be recognized.

"Ah...I am..." Wen He was obviously stunned, and this sudden situation made him a little confused.

"It's really you! Oh my god! I actually met you in person! Can I take a picture with you?!"

The girl was extremely excited, her face was full of joy, her expression was particularly excited, and her eyes were filled with light when she looked at Wen He.

"S-sure..." Wen He had never seen this scene before and was a little overwhelmed.

"Will this cause you trouble?" The girl carefully noticed that Wen He seemed a little uncomfortable.

"No, no, no...I'm just a little nervous because I've never been treated like this before."

As he said this, Wen He's face turned a little red.

Soon, the commotion here caused many people around to look over.

Some of them stopped in their tracks after watching for a while.

After being stunned for a while...

Another boy with a backpack walked over: "Excuse me, are you Wen He?"

"Y-yes..." Wen He was completely confused now.

"So lucky! To be able to meet you in person here, I really like the songs you sing, your songs have given me a lot of strength, can I take a picture with you?" The boy was also visibly excited.

With the first and second, there would naturally be a third and fourth...

Plus, everyone's innate gossip gene led to more and more people gathering around.

Some really recognized Wen He and wanted to take a photo as a souvenir, while others simply came over to see what was happening.

[Ahhhhhh it's Wen He! Oh my god! I actually met Wen He at the airport! Is today my lucky day?!]

[OMG! It's really the Wen He I was thinking of! I thought I misheard! Wen He, I want to take a picture too!]

[Wen He offline looks even more gentle and handsome than in the live broadcast, the songs you sing are so good! I have to listen to your songs every day to fall asleep.]

[Wen He, the lethality of your songs is too great, every time I listen to them, my tears can't stop flowing, how can there be such a gentle and kind person like you in the world, I like you so much!]

Before him were a group of young people about the same age as Wen He.

They were full of vigor and starlight in their eyes.

Like the warm sun in winter.

Every word deeply warmed Wen He's heart.

This was also the first time he had seen the tangible effect of the songs he sang.

Everyone was kind and lovely.

Wen He looked at them, feeling warm inside, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

"Thank you...thank you everyone for liking my songs."

"Let's take pictures over here, so we don't block the way."

In order not to cause trouble for the security here, Wen He and everyone came to a wall.

Everyone lined up in an orderly manner, taking turns taking pictures with Wen He.

Everyone who took a photo with Wen He had a happy and joyful smile on their face.

After taking the photos, the fans did not rush to leave, but eagerly asked about Wen He's cough.

[Wen He, how is your illness? Is it a little better? We are all very concerned about you.]

[Yeah, the video of you at the barbecue stall made my heart twitch, I was so sad, your condition doesn't seem very good, are you really okay?]

[You usually end the live broadcast after singing, are you secretly coughing without telling us...is there anything I can help you with? I'm a local in Shanghai, I really want to help you...]

[Yes, just tell us, there's strength in numbers, as long as everyone works together, you will definitely get better.]

Last night after the live broadcast.

The video about the barbecue stall directly became the second most popular topic on the trending list!

It was even second only to the trending topic of Wen He revealing his face in the live broadcast!

This was enough to show how worried everyone was about Wen He's condition.

After all, Wen He coughed so badly in the video.

Every time he coughed, blood splattered.

Moreover, his condition after coughing was like a puppet who had lost his soul, directly staying in place.

When the audience saw this scene, their hearts felt like they were being repeatedly pierced by thousands of needles.

They couldn't imagine it at all.

That Wen He who had always been saving everyone, always giving everyone light and warmth.

Would actually be so miserable in private!

People who couldn't accept this kept sending private messages to Wen He, trying to get the truth.

"This illness of mine may indeed be a bit troublesome, so I came to this big city to get treatment."

"Everyone doesn't need to worry too much, I received a lot of gifts from people during yesterday's live broadcast, and I have enough money to cure myself."

"Thank you very much for your concern, you are all kind and warm people."

Faced with the concern of these fans, Wen He still used his usual rhetoric.

Only slightly changed a little, so that his words had a little more credibility.

After all, he coughed so badly, and saying it was a trivial old problem was obviously untenable.

So he could only say that this disease was a bit troublesome, and he had enough money to treat it.

Although this was also a lie, it was at least more realistic than the previous one.

After learning about this, everyone was a little relieved.

After all, Wen He came to the big city of Shanghai, and Wen He did make a lot of money.

As long as it wasn't a terminal illness that was bound to die.

There should be a way to cure it.

Seeing that he had concealed the matter, Wen He smiled and waved goodbye to them.

"That's great, as expected, you still have to come to a big city." Cheng Yudie couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing Wen He being so popular, loved by so many people, admired by so many people, and cared for by so many people.

Cheng Yudie was sincerely happy for Wen He.

This was exactly the scene she wanted to see.

After leaving the airport, they took a taxi and went straight to their destination.

That was a large hospital with a very good reputation that Cheng Yudie had stayed up almost all night researching.

Many celebrities and wealthy people had been treated in that hospital, and the results were excellent.

The disadvantage was naturally that it was more expensive.

Hopefully, this hospital can allow Wen He's illness to be cured to a certain extent...